Fucking my son in law’s (2)

After a short nap, I went down to start dinner. Janet still wasn't home so I called to check on her. She told me that she had talked to Stevie a few minutes ago to let him know she wouldn't be home for another couple of hours.

She knew that I hadn't been particularly fond of him so she promised that this would be the only time that she would leave me alone with him for so long.
“No problem,” I assured her. “Stevie and I have come to an understanding.”

“Wonderful,” she cheered before ending our call.

I put my phone down to get back to my dinner preparations. I was washing carrots in the sink when Stevie came up behind me and started massaging my shoulders.

He showered my neck with some soft, sensual kisses before hiking my skirt up over my ass. He dropped to a squat and slid my panties off. In a blink of an eye, he spread my cheeks and slowly slid his tongue up the crack of my ass.

He slid his tongue back and forth until it landed on my asshole. He rimmed it as he swung his fingers around to play with my clit. He nibbled, then bit on my ass cheeks.

He slid his tongue back in between my ass cheeks pushing my ass up far enough so that he could sweep his tongue down to my pussy hole. He darted his daring tongue in and out of my sweet pocket until I felt weak in the knees.

I pushed him back so that I could turn around and face him. We began to kiss. We were both freaks with our tongues. Our long, deep french kissing was accompanied by caressing and rubbing on each other's hot bodies.

I was stroking his long, muscular arms and he was fondling my full, luscious boobs. My hands crept down to his pants and unzipped them. I pulled out his simmering sausage and began to rub it.

I dropped quickly to my knees to put the head of his cock in my mouth. He grabbed me by the back of my head and slammed his man meat down my throat. I gagged. Pro or not, I could barely handle his large cock that deep down my throat.

He slid his menacing member back and forth over my tongue, swiping the insides of my cheeks. All I could manage was to bob gently to and fro. If I had sucked any harder, I may have lost some teeth. I couldn't imagine explaining to my daughter that her boyfriend's beastly flesh had batted them out.

I jerked my head off his rod to spit on it. I needed to really lather that monster up if I was going to give it the sucking that such a huge beaver-basher deserved. I gathered myself, grabbed him by the waist, and began to take charge.

I slobbered furiously on that big ass pecker. I bopped my head back and forth as my tongue swished along the bottom of his pulsating part. I opened my jaws as wide as I could to force my mouth as far down his pole as I could go.

I was determined to get the whole thing in my mouth. I couldn't make my first try so I retreated and took a deep breath and began again. This was a team effort. I pulled him in by his waist as he pushed his dick into my wide open mouth.

I gargled a bit but after a little maneuvering of my lips and jaws, his whole fuckrod was in my mouth. My eyes watered. I slowly slid my head back to give myself a moment to breathe.

Saliva slithered down my chin as his colossal cum gun smoothly glided in and out. If I could just keep up this rhythm, then I might just be able to suck his rod off good.
Breathe in through your nose. I had to remind myself. I twisted my head a little to make sure that my tongue could get to every inch of each side of his pulsating organ.

My jaws were stretched as wide as humanly possible so I started to quicken the pace.

“Jesus Christ,” he moaned. “Ah yeah, Ms. Trotter, suck my cock. Suck it just like that, Baby. Oh God,” he continued. “That feels so fucking good.” I gathered enough confidence to take his entire member into my mouth again. “Oh, shit,” he groaned as his head tickled my tonsils. “Oh, shit!” I pulled my mouth off his joystick so I could slobber on his balls a bit.

His hard rod smacked up against my face as I was sucking on his big, juicy nuts. I stroked his cock while I tasted the big balls that filled my mouth. I returned to his dripping cock.

I slowly bobbed up and down letting my tongue slide against his large, protruding vein. “That's it,” he encouraged me as he eased his missile down my throat. “That's it, Ms. Trotter.”

“Fuck it,” he finally said as he grabbed me by my arms to lift me straight up. In what seemed like one motion, he turned me around, pushed me against the sink where I was just rinsing off carrots, and yanked my ass in the air. He inserted his tremendous third leg in my pussy and went to work.

He rammed that monster in and out of my coochie. His big balls were swinging in the air knocking against my thighs as he kept pumping his meat deep into my crotch.

I moaned as he smacked my ass. He rolled and twisted his rod into my pussy walls. He was banging against them like a madman. I reached my hand back to calm him down a little only to have him catch it and hold it to the side.

He was allowing no interference in the pussy pummeling he was serving to me. He fucked me harder and harder. His dick was so good and so fucking big. He knew exactly how to work that massive cock.


“Oh, yeah,” he moaned. I couldn't utter a single word. With my one free hand, I was just holding on to the faucet for dear life. If he kept fucking me like this, then surely I was going to pull the poor faucet right out of the sink.

He was relentless. He grabbed that hand as well and pulled it behind my back to join the other one. He had me right where he wanted. I didn't even mind that my head was now pressed against the faucet. That's how good of a dicking down he was providing.

“Take this dick!” he commanded. “Take. This. Fucking. Dick!” He pounded my twat like this for I'm not sure how long. It felt so good that I didn't care that my poor little carrots were being knocked onto the floor. I was stepping on them trying to maintain my balance. With my two hands being held hostage, I was at his mercy. His furious strokes only grew deeper.

I could feel the explosion about to burst through my body. Oh shit, another deep dive, I thought as he buried his cock down to my bottom and into my guts. He held it there for some moments before going back to his pounding. Here it comes. My cock pocket exploded. My pussy juices ran out of my crotch like a river during a flood.

That did the trick because a few seconds later, he was spraying cum all over my ass. “Whew!” he exclaimed. “Ms. Trotter, that's quite some pussy you got right there.” He pulled up his pants, grabbed a paper towel, and wiped his nut off my ass.

“Let me help you clean this up,” he said as he surveyed the mushed carrots that had gathered near our feet. He ended up cleaning our mess all by himself because I was still holding on to the sink. I wasn't ready to let go of the faucet. My legs were too shaky to move.

“Are you alright?” he finally asked.

“I'm great!” I replied. “Just great.”

“OK.” He smacked me on my ass again and went on his merry way.